sunshine christo – episode 7: dream lyrics
[intro]
i want 20’s 100’s and 30’s
i want my sprite dirty
i want that b+tch dirty dirty dirty
(d+mn)
[verse 1]
b+tch i tote my 30, driving down the i+30
chasing money like squilliam
all y’all n+ggas ain’t worthy
i’m not a cashier, but i know how to count money
i could be the president if i wanted
got your momma’s health bills on my wrist
this watch is real gold, but it doesn’t even fit
no cap this sh+t really hurts my wrist
got all these random docs checking on my p+ss
who cares if it’s dirty, no one gives a sh+t
smooth like shaun white
i be serving white
i’m soaring through the air, cause i’m high like a kite
i don’t tip at restaurant’s, i give them usher bucks
if the waiter’s broke, then that’s not my fault
my family went bankrupt twice, so i’m not donating money even if i think you’re nice
[verse 2]
free tay+k that man did nothing wrong
two murders, i don’t really care at all
he could twenty more, and i’d still bump in my car
n+ggas think i’m in a dream cause i’m balling so hard
i’m working so hard
i’m going so hard
like a cod update, i’ma be here long
148 gigabyes what’s wrong with y’all?
how can i play this game and have room for my songs?
[outro]
if you wanna play call of duty just hit me up bro
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